The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed

hated my body’s betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

weak, my breath ragged and I knew

the peak yet but the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with

her,” one of them

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

ran his index

finger inside it, tears burned

tongue up and

boy’s voice dripped with false sympathy as he turned to

she’d do anything to

Do

it anymore, I pushed through them before he

mocking laughter chasing

was to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I could

solid wall of muscle

on my lips but the words died in

was the

gaze locked onto mine with a mix of curiosity and something

he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication of power and

collective hush fell over the room as everyone turned

their stares and a sickening

his signet on the third finger of

but not just any Lycan

Lycan Leader of the White Moon

I realized the gravity of

was standing before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent

a reprimand

knew the punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles especially in

condition is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring

were intense, a deep amber that seemed to see

condemnation, his gaze held something

up from the ground

his voice sending shivers through my

electric, his hand warm against my arm and my breath hitched

fine,” I stammered but my body chose that moment to

crashed over me, stronger than before and

him, my vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

caught me,

were impossibly close now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of

found his gaze

Time seemed to slow.

whispers and the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan

a flash of something